Though I would love to be, I am NOT a morning person but decide to get up for an early (for me) walkout. What I found was early mornings are a great time for reflection. I felt the what will more than likely the last bit of the nights coolness on my being as I slowly walked about. I breathed in the quite and exhaled the tension of things past. Nice. And as is my normal M.O. I had a camera in my hand. Somethings never change, right?